In this episode, the Four Dorksmen of the Thankspocalypse (Joe, Jason, our uncles/dads) mount up to ride down your Meleagris gallopavo and shove it into our own gaping maws, caruncle, snood, wattle and all. Stuff yo self.

If bands were food, which ones would you eat? That’s pretty much all we talked about. Music in general came up but it came up like when you eat too much Wu-Tang Clanberry Sauce.

Was supposed to be a randopisode, but we ended up talking about the toys of our youth. Also we talked about cocoa melon. And slime. And wieners and violence and tits. I mean, of course we did.

Halloween never ends. Thrill in the first half of the episode as Shaggs relates shenanigans that took place outside her domicile. The rest of the episode is about music.

Recorded BEFORE Halloween, posted AFTER. Thus we have All Hallow’s Eve covered on both sides. Our usually gushing (from open wounds) about scary stuff. And there’s a montage!

Random Shaggless episode that starts with five minutes of blather and then goes downhill but then goes back up when we start talking about astronomy no pun intended.

Do you know how many cool people died in the 2010s? Way too damn many. In this episode, we mention them. Man, f*** the 2010s.

Let’s talk about poetry. Let’s just admit that some of us don’t get it. Let’s talk about how cold, dark, and alone that makes us feel, as we gyre and gimble in the wabe.

We did the eighties. Then the nineties. Now the naughties. I mean aughties. Like you aught to listen to this episode because Shaggs is on it and we talk about which celebrities we’d eat. Are you not entertained?

On this episode we play Marry F*ck Kill with icons from the 90s. Shaggs is with us once again to reminisce about a decade that only happened so we could make fun of it.